01/08/2025
One minute you were five hours old, born in a blur of instinct and adrenaline, at home, before the midwife could even make it.
And now, somehow, you’re five years old. I blinked and we were here. I know now this is what people mean when they say the days are long but the years are short.
I’ll be here, holding all the versions of you at once. five hours, five years, and everything in between.
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